“I was born in Togo, West Africa. I came to the United States when I was 3 years old. My dad is an engineer, but in Africa, he was also a poet and a writer who wrote about the democratic process. That’s why he is always pushing me to excel. I’m only 18 years old, but I strive to look professional and to break social barriers and stereotypes. I want to excel and be good at everything I do. I want to go to law school. I try to read up on things I don’t know. I do gymnastics and break dance.” “Do you think your background is what drives you?” “I feel that it’s a wasted opportunity if I don’t succeed. But I also think I would be working even harder if I had lived longer in Togo. I only lived there when I was a little kid, so I don’t fully understand the struggle. My father is a constant reminder. He was very poor when he first came here. He worked as a paperboy and lived with four or five other people in a studio apartment. There is one story he’s told me, in particular, that really motivated him to succeed. When I was little, our neighbors had a party and a kid got a bike for his birthday. I started riding that bike during the party. Afterwards, because our neighbors knew that my dad couldn’t afford to buy me a bike, they gave me an old, broken-down bike with no seat. I was actually happy riding it, but that incident really drove my dad to pursue a better life.”
student: hey government can I have some money to go to university
uk government: sure here you go. you'll have to pay it back but only when you're earning £21,000+ a year, and if you don't pay it off after 30 years we'll just write it off, don't worry about it man
scottish government: nah man just go to uni we ain't gonna charge you
us government: no. you gotta pay it yourself. upfront. your parents have to save up from the moment you're born. good luck, fucker. you have six months after graduating to start paying loans so you better pray to fucking god and jesus that you have a well-paying job by then or be prepared to be fucked up the ass without lube.